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By Eric Soffer
April 24, 2014

By Eric Soffer

April 24, 2014

ericthesoffer:

By Eric Soffer
February 28, 2014

ericthesoffer:

By Eric Soffer

February 28, 2014

the detrimental effects of closet metrosexuality and the inbred inflammability of the corduroy industry

purplemonkeysexgod69:

sobriety is my sunshine
       whiskey is my shade

I am sleeping
       rabid dog

don’t tell me no white lies
   I prefer black eyed truth
      the dull pain of hopelessness

I spread the rage:

the cruise control is set
   to the speed limit
and I am in the fast lane
   pissing everyone off

I like my women
like I like my rainbows—
     coloured
     prismatic
     composed
          of scattered light

words are empty vessels

you have poured into yours
   love, lust, and longing

on the page
     they stagnate

half full

happymonk:

the modern poet was
telling me that what
i was writing has been
written about before
and so
was not worth
writing about again

and i said that it doesn’t
matter if somebody has written
about before if nobody is
reading about it now

eternity

Just realized how many books I’ve filled when I was reading one and didn’t remember writing it. At least I have some organizing to do once I graduate lol 

By Eric Soffer
April 19, 2014

By Eric Soffer

April 19, 2014

By Eric Soffer
April 16, 2014

By Eric Soffer

April 16, 2014

I didn’t create flowers to be beautiful. That’s just how plants fuck.

- God (The Almighty Creator of Everything, including pedophiles)

syntaxandsemantics:

tuesday in a sequence of yellow lights,
a full stop.

the sky is the road is
my journey is concrete, 
a monument to permanence
eroding, feet fall in potholes

a shuddering gray,
wait for the sign
to follow, no limits
only dotted lines.

doges

renebofene:

listen hard
to the doges
next door in the yard

they always spill secrets
they always tell the truth

they know you
by your shoes
and deli encounters

they keep your scent file close
they’ve got you by the nose

listen hard
don’t fuck with ‘em
they’ll rat you out
them doges